"Come here," Roman said.
He pulled Amara in for another quick kiss.
"Easy there, loverboy. I'm not going away," she giggled.
"One more," he said.
He kissed her again and finally released her. They were back on shore. She wanted to grab some stuff at a nearby supermarket while he called Tamina and checked up on his dog. He watched her ass in those red denim shorts as she walked away. She looked over her shoulder and smirked at him.
"Who's checking out who now?" She asked.
"Keep walking, baby girl. I'm enjoying the view," he said.
She blew him a kiss and turned back around. He took out his phone and called his cousin who answered shortly after.
"Hi, Tamina," he said.
"Hi, Roman," she said. "Are you alone today?"
"She went to buy some stuff," he said. "Where's my boy?"
"He's right here," she said.
She turned the camera around and he was greeted by a wagging tail and a happy face.
"I miss you so much, boy," he said.
"Only a month left," she said.
She turned the camera back up to her face.
"Yeah, only a month," he sighed.
"It doesn't have to end when you go home," she said.
"What doesn't?" He asked.
"You know," she chuckled. "You and Amara. You can still see each other. I know you want to."
"I do. I'm just not sure if it's the right thing to do," he said.
"You got burned once but I don't think she's gonna burn you too," she said.
"It's not that. She got burned herself," he said.
"Does she know about your money?" She asked.
"No," he said.
"So there's no problem there. She's clearly not a golddigger. And I shouldn't have to tell you that poor people don't usually book a cruise either. I don't think she's broke or anything. Maybe she saved up but that's a smart thing to do," she said.
He looked towards the supermarket and saw Amara come walking back. He knew it wasn't fair to think that little of her. He hadn't given her a chance to know everything about him yet.
"Listen, Bayley fucked you over royally. Fuck Bayley!" She said.
"Fuck Bayley," he chuckled.
"Don't make the mistake of thinking Amara is Bayley number two. She isn't. She's Amara and I can already tell you've fallen for her," she said. "It doesn't have to end, Roman. It really doesn't. If you want a future with her, tell her. It's that simple."
"Alright, wise woman, I'll think about it," he said. "I gotta go. Love you."
He hung up just as Amara walked up to him. He pulled her in for a kiss and eyed the bag in her hand.
"What did you get?" He asked.
"Snacks for tonight and a new bikini," she said.
"I want a private fashion show," he said.
"That can be arranged," she said.
He took her hand and they walked back to the cruise together. They got into her room and she changed into the bikini while he sat on her bed and looked through the bag of snacks. She revealed herself and he sucked in his breath at the sight of her in a blood red and black bikini.
"Holy shit!" He said. "I love it."
"Yeah?" She asked.
She moved over to him, straddled him, and placed her arms around his neck.
"Does it make me look hot?" She asked.
"So fucking hot," he grinned. "Sexy as fuck."
"Maybe I should take it for a spin out on the deck and see what others think of it," she said.
"You're making me jealous," he said.
"Is that so? How come?" She asked.
"Because you're mine!" He growled.
He tightened his grip around her and kissed her. She started grinding on him, and his dick woke up instantly.
"Don't move!" He growled.
He reached behind himself and managed to get his wallet up from his back pocket. He had placed a new condom in it a month ago just in case they got the urge somewhere else. He didn't want her to get off his lap so she could fetch a condom. He needed her to stay right where she was.
She pushed herself back just a little and moved her hands in between them. She opened his shorts and freed his dick. He rolled on the condom, grabbed her again, and pulled her close. He pushed her bikini bottom aside, and she sank down on him and started bouncing right away.
"Fuck, baby girl!" He growled. "Did the idea of making me jealous make you this wet?"
"No, the idea of being yours did," she said.
He grabbed a fistful of her hair and licked up her throat.
"Mine!" He growled.
Her walls caved in and she started shaking and crying out. He held on tight to her and let go too, feeling how she milked him for every last drop inside him. She held still and rested her forehead against his shoulder.
"I need to tell you something," she said.
"You can tell me anything," he said.
"I don't want it to change anything between us," she said.
He started feeling worried. Maybe she wasn't as done with her ex fiance as he had been led to believe. That would break him completely. He gently grabbed her shoulders and moved her back so he could look in her eyes.
"You can tell me anything," he repeated.
His voice nearly broke. He was that nervous.
"I'm rich," she said.
"That's it?" He asked.
"Money always changes things," she said.
"Phew!" He laughed. "I thought you were about to tell me you were going back to your ex or something."
"Why would I do that?" She asked.
"I don't know," he said.
He leaned in and pecked her lips.
"How rich are we talking?" He asked.
"Rich enough to retire already and live a life in luxury," she said. "I never told Elias exactly how much I have. He knew I had inherited some money but he didn't know my uncle was a fucking millionaire when he died. He only had one son who was so lost in drugs that he didn't want all his money to be blown on that. He put 50.000 dollars aside for my cousin that he can only get if he agrees to go to rehab. Last time I checked, he still hadn't gone. He was so mad at me for stealing his money, as he called it. He demanded I handed it over. It broke up most of our family. I don't really talk to a lot of them anymore. I don't want you to think less of me because of this. It was my uncle's wish. I even told my cousin I would give him half if he just got clean but apparently that wasn't good enough. He doesn't want to get clean and he hates me with a burning passion for stealing what was supposed to be his."
She lowered her head. He placed two fingers under her chin to lift it up again, and leaned in to place a kiss on her forehead.
"You didn't steal anything. Your uncle made a smart choice. You're not to blame for that," he said.
"A lot of people think I am," she said.
"Fuck them. They're not your problem," he said. "And I'm rich too, by the way. Also a rich uncle but in my case he didn't have any children so he split it all between me and my siblings since he was closest with us. I can retire too and live a life in luxury. Wanna get a Summer mansion in Spain with me or something crazy like that?"
She broke out in laughter and shook her head slightly before leaning in to kiss him.
"I better get out of this bikini," she said.
"Yeah, you better," he grinned.
"I'm hungry, Roman," she laughed. "Keep the dirty thoughts for later. I wanna know exactly what's inside your brain right this moment next time we get back here."